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Bitch, whew (Damn, Glocky
You ain't have to do 'em like that)
(Slide on 'em Sheffon)

Doggy twelve, acting like the sheriff (Fed)
How I'm feelin'
I

You have not seen the scenery
Don't know what it's like to beef with me
See the heathens speak easily on easy street
Yeah, they living like they

identified
I've been inside where men have died
Murdered cold for defending pride
I'm energized
Niggas drop their flag and gеt penalized
Like Brony Jamеs
They

rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring pa rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give our King
Pa rum pum pum pum rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum shall I play

the noose and yank it taught
The plot I'm saving the lots
Some trouble lopping off this hawkin twat
Take it Ima fit it and pullin the kung pow
Kung Pao with

no more secrets
come as you are
all of it fits just right
heart to heart
there's no tradition
nothing by the book
all you need is courage
have

Tired of feeling as if you don’t fit, so you just wanna quit

Both feet on the floor, headed for the door, I’ve got no more to give to your kind
Too weak

(Oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh)

Little Baby pa-rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too, pa-rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring pa-rum pum pum

all still fit

In the fall, you rake leaves
And you're going back to school
A chill is in the air
And they're shutting down the pool
The summer's really

built on a bluff
Guess my bluff got called by Memphis

Now I’m doing this every night
Beale Street thing
Set up in a palace that’s
Fit for a king
They let

men gon' fall
If they tryna test me
They tryna test me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Too late for you, me already gone
No one fit to stop me she ye oloun gbo

(You know I'm just tryna have fun tonight, you know?)
(Ain't nobody judging anybody)
(Everybody is beautiful tonight)
(You feel me?)
('Cause you

the following herd
The age of control is upon us
Caged with ideas
And chained by words

This has been a test
Do not adjust your set
Believers have a choice

not far away
I'll see you someday
And we'll have a good time

Let's make some memories, girl
I don't know when a man is gonna see you again
I

Look

I have many reason why they hate me
Ass pussy pussy boobs face bitch
Cash, nasty bitch, no friendly
Real doll is on the line, look at me, it's

A world view in a vacuum. The balance is a breeze
And the skin fits the occasion. They are dressed for mirroring in a false light of filtering
I wanna be

to conform, and ignore the pain
But I have to feel it just to remain the same
As much as I try to fit into your mold
I'm livin' a lie and it's getting old
I

Only got half a bar on the tizz
I'm pissed off that this rarj don't fit (stress)
I never tell you my release date
I just turn up like, "Hello,

Fly Away

Looptroop

The Struggle Continues

2002

your wings
After five years we haven't kicked it since
But straight up this ain't no pimpin' thing:
You a true queen baby only fit for kings
Maybe I

I've been noticing my clothes fit
A little bit looser
Worried is an understatement
When you don't have a future
Schizophrenic borderline, hear it

away
Will I still love you like this when it's midnight?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
And all the little things that are killing me
But I can let it fit anyone
It

fits all up in my closet
Yeah, you say shit, but you ain't really talkin'
You can leave me, baby girl, I got options
Like hold up, wait, I can take her

They have a master plan
Divide us all, make us suffer
Terminate the human whore
We'll drop like flies, we're the lab rats

You hate me, I hate

your couch
It's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words or bonds or some ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the back roads,